Beat Execs

Marcuss you killing the beat

If me and my n**gas come to your party

We bangin'or murkin'somebody

I'm with some h**s who don't mind beating a b**ch

Everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin'them pistols

I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous b**ches who wanna g**d

Swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan'do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you n**gas muggin'but that s**t ain't nothing

Bet a n**ga gon'die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo we gon'ride the wave

Young n**ga came outside today

Up I ain't got no real estate yeah

And you knowin'how we get it keep a pistol official

We all came out of the trenches

Man we need dawg out the system you forever my n**ga

We all been caught as victims

Since a youngin you been grippin

I got money and flip 'em whenever I hold position

When my n**ga fell lift him

Kept it real 'cause I'm gifted

We makin'our own decisions

We really don't need no warpaint

Shawty so bad she gon'cause pain

New Rolls Royce or a big big truck

They all drive the same

Hate snakes in the yard so the grass stay cleared

To these n**gas I'm out of range

We boarding on private planes

Bring a stick if anything

If me and my n**gas come to your party

We bangin'or murkin'somebody

I'm with some h**s who don't mind beating a b**ch

Everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin'them pistols

I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous b**ches who wanna g**d

Swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan'do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you n**gas muggin'but that s**t ain't nothing

Bet a n**ga gon'die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo we gon'ride the wave

Young n**ga came outside today

Up I ain't got no real estate yeah

Like the opps girl if it's smoke

We gotta get it straight

Since a young boy I been walking 'round with a 38

Ayy disaster on my wrist that s**t flooded

You see my cup you see my stick both of them dirty

Feelin'like Drake I'm straight out the 6

Not talking a back boy I come out the bricks

If I tell you it's up n**ga that's what it is

Not sprayin'your mama not sprayin'your kids

C****ne got my vision blurry but I'm rockin'moncler

Free massages from these hollow tips

It's free to see how guns feel

If me and my n**gas come to your party

We bangin'or murkin'somebody

I'm with some h**s who don't mind beating a b**ch

Everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin'them pistols

I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous b**ches who wanna g**d

Swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan'do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you n**gas muggin'but that s**t ain't nothing

Bet a n**ga gon'die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo we gon'ride the wave

Young n**ga came outside today

Up I ain't got no real estate yeah

And you knowin'that I'm with it pistol grippin

Spinner tempt me tryna kill an opp

Leaky calling from a prison like he miss me

Forever my dawg that made it far

I want all my children crippin'f**k the politician

Trench living we gon'break the law

B**ch I stand on nation business go against us it's up

These n**gas know we don't play at all

Ain't nobody really safe at all

Off-White drip they gon'try to drain

I need a b**ch from the trenches in heels

Let's see if they f**k the same hey

I like her better in Christan Loub'heels

I know they won't love the same

Tryna kill a victim n**gas slide with aim

Two different opps they gon'die the same

I need a b**ch wanna get matching glizzies

Who gon'hide all the Percs and the weed in her t**s

Take a pic with the fans I'ma throw up the city

Make her count up the bands while I ride 'round the city

My lil'shooter gon'up when I say he the sickest

I don't f**k with no ****them n**gas be b**ches

If me and my n**gas come to your party

You might get hit with a hundred and fifty

Me and my n**gas come to your party

We bangin'or murkin'somebody

I'm with some h**s who don't mind beating a b**ch

Everyone of 'em 'bout it

I'm with them hitters who packin'them pistols

I swear every one of 'em got it

Numerous b**ches who wanna g**d

Swear every one of 'em exotic

And you don't wan'do it that way

You won't make it out of here safe

I see you n**gas muggin'but that s**t ain't nothing

Bet a n**ga gon'die with that face

Got a lot of blue racks and we count up our way

New Lambo we gon'ride the wave

Young n**ga came outside today

Up I ain't got no real estate yeah